I don't remember when I learned how to read. My birthday was in October, so I missed starting school the Fall I turned six. My mother was upset about that. She started pointing out words in books to me to teach me how to read. The next autumn we moved back to my parent's home state and my father knew the second grade teacher, so he visited her, explained to her that I already could read many words, and he thought I would do okay starting out in the second grade. She agreed to take me on trial. The first grading period I made two B's and three A's and after that all A's. That's the year I remember first being so excited about books. I couldn't get enough of them, picture books, chapter books, textbooks, workbooks. I loved them all. I wanted all I could acquire. I fell in love with poetry that year. I especially remember Robert Louis Stevenson's, A Child's Garden of Verses. "When I was sick and lay abed, I had two pillows at my head" all the way to the ending line about the "pleasant land of counterpane." The rhythm and lyrics of the poems were soothing and enticing at the same time. I attempted to write my own poems, but they never came near to the genius of Stevenson, so I gave up early on that. …show more content…
I yearned to be Jo. I was Jo. I started to keep journals. I dreamed of having four sons of my own someday as I knew she had by the time I had read Little Men. I read Jo's Boys, and any other book written by Ms. Alcott. I never wanted to let Jo and her sisters go. Fortunately, by age ten, I had discovered Nancy Drew mysteries and the Bobbsey Twins adventure books that helped wean me from Louisa Alcott. However, I never recovered from my fascination with the American Civil War period and that was rekindled when at age twelve, I discovered my grandmother's copy of Gone With the
Good poetry provides meaningful commentary. One indication of a poem’s success in this is the depth of thought the reader has as a result of the poem. The poems I anthologized may take different
With Jo March, Alcott presents a modern young woman in a day when women were very much relegated to a specific role within the home. From the opening pages of the book, Jo exhibits a unique strength of character that refuses to be molded to the traditional form. She longs to be a boy, primarily because of the opportunities available to the male in society. However, taking her unusual family upbringing and applying it to Jo's determination to be different creates an individual who is heroic in her strength and courage to stand out in society and her ability to share that quality with othe...
I taught myself to read when I was twenty years old. The book I started with was I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, by Maya Angelou.
When I grew older, I loved reading The Babysitter's Club series. Each time I bought a Babysitter’s Club book, it had a section in the back where a girl could sign up to be part of what was known as The Babysitter’s Club. All a girl had to do was fill out the back portion of the book and send it in to a mailing address. It took about three weeks for a package to arrive at my house. It was fun being part of the club because I received three different books, bumper stickers, buttons, pencils, mirrors, and other things I thought were cool every month. They were the only books that existed in my life. I loved reading the series and wondering what the next story would be about.
My whole life I have never been the greatest at reading, but I have always tried to improve and push myself to do better. Reading and writing areis twoone of the needs of daily life. With that being said, you can conclude that I have always struggled. My problem was I always read too fast through the books or writing prompts, and I never remembered what I had read. But, with help I overcame my problems and started getting better at reading and writing.
My literacy journey began long before I had actually learned how to read or write. While recently going through baby pictures with my mother, we came across a photo of my father and I book shopping on the Logos boat, a boat that would come to my island every year that was filled with books for our purchasing. Upon looking at this picture, my mother was quite nostalgic and explained how they began my journey to literacy through experiences like this. My earliest memory of experiencing literature was as a small child. My parents would read bedtime stories to me each night before I went to bed. I vividly remember us sitting on the bed together with this big book of “365 bedtime stories for 365 days” and we read one story each day until we had
My achievement of becoming literate in both English and Spanish, after overcoming a myriad of obstacles distinguishes my literacy history. Writing was one of the things I didn’t like to do as a child. I always thought writing was a waste of time and that I wasn’t going to need it in life. Even though I didn’t invest much time writing, I was one of the best writers in all my classes, probably because I was very dedicated in the other subjects and I loved reading adventure books. I learned how to read and write by the age of four, since in my native country “the Dominican Republic”, kids are enrolled in school at the age of three; usually parents start their child’s education at home before that age.
All I could remember on my journey to literacy was my concern over my brother and sister’s ability to read and write including solving math problems. That did not really motivate not to become literate; I was extremely playful as a child. What I am able to remember is my first day of school, I cried like a baby when my mom dropped me off. I soon began to grow out of my baby stage and school became really interesting. Even though it was not as hard as it is now, the value that pushed me to be literate was how my teacher was able to discipline students if they didn’t give the best to their education.
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Being able to read and write is a privilege every person should have access to. It is a necessity in today’s world to be literate. My first memory of literacy was when I was four year olds eating breakfast with my family at my aunt and uncle’s house. Growing up in a Filipino household, having over fifteen guests for a meal was considered a normal thing. I remember sitting at the kitchen table looking at the container of butter sitting next to my plate.
As the first born, my parents had no idea on how or what to do regarding on teaching me how to read and write. Most parents have an idea on how to raise a child, but my parents had no clue because they were kids themselves. As a kid I learned how to read at a young age, I was probably three year’s old. My parents would always put educational TV shows that would always keep me quiet and distracted. Technology was my first english instructor.
There are many different types of events that shape who we are as writers and how we view literacy. Reading and writing is viewed as a chore among a number of people because of bad experiences they had when they were first starting to read and write. In my experience reading and writing has always been something to rejoice, not renounce, and that is because I have had positive memories about them.
Jo always loved to write more than any other thing. When she was six years old, she wrote her first story about a rabbit. While she became greater, she continued writing, but she never showed what she wrote to anybody except the funny adventures of her brave friends.
Most children who have the opportunity to attend school learn how to read and write in preschool or kindergarten or even have parents that teach them these skills.
I would come home every day after school, sit in my rocking chair with my stuffed bear, and read books aloud or in my head to anyone that would listen. This gave me confidence in my abilities to read that taught me to utilize that confidence when reading, as this would ensure that I could be